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The Book Collection of Public Morality

…..is on the second floor of the gigantic Beijing Bookstore.

Compared to the long alleyways of books in adjoining sections on art, calligraphy and children’s fiction, the Public Morality section is quite small and delightfully eclectic.

There are a lot of cartoon books of folk history, with covers featuring rippling muscled heroes, in purple embroidered robes, hair in a top-knot and clutching fearsome curved swords.

Next to those is one copy of Pickwick Papers, in Chinese.   There’s never any shortage of morality in Dickens’ writing but I wonder what readers here make of Dingley Dell and Augustus Snodgrass.

And then several Chinese editions of Horrible Science, including Explosive Experiments.

Up to the 4th floor and more curious sights.

Along one wall are hung very expensive, meter square, metal maps of the world, etched in black and gold and in chunky ornate frames.

And below the pictures, lying on the floor, 3 old men fast asleep, curled up on dirty blankets and newspaper.  They look like beggars, ragged, dark skinned, the map of their own tough lives etched deep on their faces.

Now you don’t see any of that in Waterstones……………………

Fragrant Hills and Heaps of Followers

Maple tree infront of templegolden leavesThe cobbled street leading to the gates of Fragrant Hills Park lives up to the name.patchwork hillside

Steamy wafts pour off chestnut burners, hot dog stands, sizzling sticks of unidentifiable once-living small creatures and congeal into a general aroma of heat and meat outside a huge Macdonalds.

This is one of Beijing’s most popular spots in Autumn when the hillsides to the west of the capital become a vast swathe of red and gold.  Hoping to avoid the weekend masses I went on Friday.  Silly hope.  It was of course packed.

hardly a queue at all........

hardly a queue at all……..

I queued for almost an hour to get on the cable car, having promised myself I’d walk down but not up.  And it’s a long way up – a good 15 minutes swaying above the solid line of those trudging up the steep paths and steps.  It took me an hour and a half to walk down so it must be a good two hour slog up.

chair liftThe full glory of autumn isn’t here yet.  The foliage is still only a patchwork of green, yellow and occasional flickers of red but it’s still a jolly day out.

Pagoda

To one side of the park is Biyun Temple with its ancient stone pagoda and Hall of 500 Arhats.

I’m a big fan of Arhats.  They’re the “enlightened followers” of Buddha and there are always statues of them in temples, usually lines of six or eight on the walls either side of the main religious statue.  But in at least four places in China there are these extraordinary Halls of 500 Arhats.

I’ve seen them in Hangzhou – where they are larger than life sized and bronze.

In Chongqing – gloriously painted terracotta figures.  And Wuhan – smaller and also bronze.

imagine these 5 x 100 to get a sense of the amazing Hall of 500 Arhats

Arhats in Hangzhou

Now here are the 500 – each a different figure, face and posture – in gilded wood.

and in Chongqing

and in Chongqing

Arhats

and their Beijing brothers

The halls are always the same format – lines of figures create dark corridors in four directions – sunshine creeps in above their heads but the Arhats are usually an atmospheric bunch, incredibly lifelike, slightly comical, occasionally fierce and always compelling viewing.     Arhat hallgrumpy Arhat

How to avoid a disastrous weekend

The bus was so packed that I wasn’t sure I’d seen the sign correctly – just a glimpse through the density of heads, shoulders,arms and backpacks of day-trippers wedged onto the No. 360 heading back into the middle of Beijing late on Friday afternoon.

Had we really just gone past a “Disaster Prevention Theme Park”?

Yes it really exists

Yes it really exists

So these pix come from the internet.  I did not leap off the bus to check out its delights for myself.  And funnily enough at the next nearest stop no one got on the bus.

Shuguang statueMaybe the fascinated crowds were still inside.

 

Apparently as well as being “entertaining and educational” in preventing disaster – it doubles as an emergency shelter.

What a fab mix of optimism and pragmatism.

 

shuguang bed statue

 

Tick tock time stops

lampostAn old fashioned lamp-post always triggers the same response in me – tick tock time stops.  There might not be a wardrobe full of fusty furs leading to Narnia but I always hope a good lamp-post marks an entry to a different time.

...see what I mean?

…see what I mean?

And so it is – in the area around Beijing’s bell and drum towers.

And so it should be – because the mighty bell and massive watch-drums were the time-keepers of ancient epochs.Bell towerThe east-west running narrow alleys of traditional single storey homes surrounding them are known as hutongs.

Peer into gateways and you’ll see a jumble of bikes and washing, surrounded by trailing plants and mounds of unidentifiable “stuff” .

hutong roofsMany of the old neighbourhoods have been – and are still being – demolished in the modernisation rush while now being recognised as historically and culturally valuable, attracting tourists and – Oh yes – people still live there.  These are homes.down narrow alley

It’s a wonderful wander especially on a clear sunny October afternoon.  Or you could opt for a trike tour but then you don’t get to peer through gateways or have a chat with an old man – when I say chat I really mean shared smiles and hand gestures – about the tangle of flowering marrow above his door.trike line

And of course the bell and drum towers – repeatedly burnt to the ground and rebuilt/restored from the C13th onwards –  are worth the incredibly steep steps leading to the platforms. The bell rang out to mark the 5 sections of the night – the drums were also used to tell the local populace the time.

Every hour there are short drumming performances – very atmospheric in the high vaulted, red-beamed hall.

drummersAnd smiley, enthusiastic, sash-wearing local teenagers offer a free explanation – in remarkably good English and beam with delight if you agree to stop and let them give your their spiel.  empty alleyhutong old lady in foreground

loft extension Beijing style

loft extension Beijing style

bikes and washinggarden around airconFrank and Winston

Happy ears – tired eyes and feet

The huge slab of a building along one side of Tiananmen Square – surrounded by other equally vast, dull, rectangular structures – gives no indication of the exquisite treasures inside.

My capacity to “do” museums is pretty limited so I went into China’s National Museum partly because I thought I ought to – another paragraph to tick off in Lonely Plant.  And was totally enthralled by what I found.

Astonishing bronze food and wine ornate containers – some barrel sized – with dragons, tigers and birds twisted into handles and spouts – from several thousand years ago.  Delicate Buddhist statues – in gold, bronze,pottery and wood – arching their multitude of limbs into graceful poses.

By the time it got to the Ming porcelain – however gorgeous – it all felt a bit more predictable.  Cultural indigestion set in.

But having traced the history of China through eight different epochs – a total surprise awaited.  An exhibition to celebrate the bicentennial of Verdi’s birth – in October 1813.

Headphones dangled in front of each operatic display – and from them poured all the very best bits – never mind the long recitatives and librettos  – this was Verdi for dummies like me – all the good tunes from Nabucco, Rigoletto, Il trovatore and La traviata.   The bits that make you feel less of a philistine because you recognise them even though you know nothing about opera.

And however rewarding it had been to slog through several millennium of Chinese history – it was the last forty minutes or so – cans jammed to my ears – that energised me to push my way home on the packed subway.

A potentially embarrassing confusion

In a long queue for the supermarket checkout I shuffled through an alleyway of condoms.  Seven rows of shelves lined the last few steps to the till.  Of course the packaging is nearly all in Chinese – all I could see in English was “Durex”, along with “12”.

Apart from the top two shelves.  Those packets – similar colours and style – were labelled 5. The only English was a large ad above them, announcing “Indulge your senses”.

It was only when I peered at the computer bar chart, stuck on the shelf, showing the price that I saw in very tiny print “sugar free gum”.

That could lead non Chinese speakers to some very sticky moments.

Heavenly Blues

Temple of Heaven

More riches of colour.  This is the amazing Temple of Heaven – where generations of Emperors came to sacrifice animals to the Gods in return for rain and good crops.

Heavenly blue

 

And according to yesterday’s TV news – the “mega tat” 40 foot high bowl of fruit and flowers -put up to celebrate National Day was in fact “scaled down” on previous year’s decorations,  in accordance with Government policy on austerity and anti-corruption.Tianamen Square mega tat

Merely midi-tat

 

 

Walking the Wall

Great Wall Mld Switchback to towerSo it wasn’t the best day for awe-inspiring expansive views.

Beijing was covered – as it so often is – by a thick white sky, a toxic blanket of pollution and fog.

Two hours, heading north west out of town we passed the most touristy section of The Great Wall, at Badaling.  It could easily be renamed The Great Carpark – line upon line of coaches, mini-buses and cars.

But look up and even through the mist you could just make out of the difference between the feathery,treelined -unprotected – horizon along the mountains and the long sections of angular, turreted wall stretching deep into the haze.

The wall here has been reconstructed, to resemble the paved expanse of high brickwork and endless towers that curved its way across China, begun by the Qin dynasty around 200 BC but rebuilt and fortified by the Ming emperors from the C15th onwards.

Travelling with a group of mainly foreigners – we drove on another few kilometers and parked in a small village, to collect a local guide.  “He’s community relations”, explained one of the hiking-company staff, “The locals don’t allow anyone onto this section of the wall without their permission”.Great Wall Mld Switchback

Up and up and up – a muddy scramble zig-zagging along a hillside path – and after about forty minutes there was The Great Wall. This section is a mix of broken, jumbled slabs, ruined watch-towers and steep, slippery flights of steps.Great Wall Mld Switchback arch wall

Occasionally the mist lifted enough to get a sense of the astonishing scale of The Wall.  It also gave the whole day an extra magical, unreal quality.

Worth the aching legs, sweaty back and the occasional stomach-lurching slip.

Great Wall Mld Switchback About 90- minutes of extremely careful foot-watching walking along the top, then another 40 minutes or so to descend and lunch was waiting – a wonderful spread of about a dozen veggie dishes, rice and soup.  And a very curious mulled brew – hot coca-cola with ginger and other spices -that was the perfect drink to round off the 3 hour walk.

Fish on wheels

Can fish get sea-sick?  If so then the small shoal of goldfish and black guppies being violently slopped from side to side of their tank, must have been seriously ill.

They were part of a cargo of small animals, including two fluffy, black and white baby rabbits, a couple of kittens and several songbirds, on a two-wheel cart, attached to a bike, being peddled manically along the pavement.

Pavements in Beijing are a lot better than many others I’ve fallen over across China but still a risky ride of uneven slabs and unexpected potholes.  The little menagerie was being shaken and thrown around the cart.

Maybe the pet-seller was late for market or heading home for lunch but I wouldn’t fancy the chances of any of his “wares” surviving long after purchase.

Rippling roofs and mega tat

Forbidden City colours

Acid blue sky shining on sweeping waves of golden roofs, supported by turquoise, gilded eaves, above green and yellow tiles decorating vermilion walls.

The colours of The Forbidden City.Forbidden City golden roofs

Forbidden City horizontal lines

Half a millennium of absolute power and internecine bloodshed created an astonishing collection of vast squares, halls, palaces and temples with names that in no way reflect the relationship of their owners to the masses they ruled over – or each other.

The Hall of Preserving Harmony, Earthly Tranquility Palace, Hall of Joyful Longevity are among dozens of ornate structures, some a little faded, others garishly restored.  Forbidden City vast plaza and palace

From the C15th start of the Ming dynasty until the unhappy, unwilling boy Emperor, Puyi, was expelled from it’s gates in 1924 – this was the Imperial home.

Forbidden City Western palacesThe whole place is so enormous that despite the huge crowds of Chinese tourists,mostly following flag waving, mic-bellowing guides, large numbers of foreigners, mostly looking impressed but exhausted, endless souvenir and drinks stands – it’s a fantastic experience – one of The Great Sights of the World – a privilege to wander through such astonishing history and architectureForbidden City tiled panels on walls

After three weeks in Beijing I’ve “done” just a few of The Sights.  I didn’t mean to tackle Tiananmen Square until another day but found myself so close it was silly not to have a quick peek.Tianamen Square heroic statues

The Square is more of a rectangle, ringed by monolithic public buildings and heroic statues.

Tiananmen Square vast space

It was oddly empty – nowhere in China is empty – until I realised crowds were massing at the far end, near the flag-pole.

Waiting for sunset over Beijing' s western hills

Waiting for sunset over Beijing’ s western hills

They were waiting for sunset and the lowering of the flag.

There’s something gloriously inappropriate about a goose-stepping military posse emerging from The Gate of Heavenly Peace.Tianamen Square flag lowering 022

But they do it in great style, marching over the road  and into the square to escort the giant flag home for the night.

There was no music, no drums and what was really astonishing – no mass babble.  People were not talking on their phones or even to each other.  When a child began complaining loudly, several people turned to glare at the parents.

Gathering in the flag

Gathering in the flag

A few minutes after six, the golden glow disappearing behind The Fragrant Hills to the West, in almost complete silence the flag was gathered in.

A few yards from this reverential scene was one of the most wonderfully monstrous pieces of tat I have ever seen.  As a decoration for the coming National Day holiday, workers were putting the finishing touches to a 40 foot or more basket of fruit and flowers.  

Tianamen Square mega tat

Tomorrow – October 1st – tens of thousands will descend on The Square to celebrate Mao’s 1949 announcement of the founding of The People’s Republic.  He stood on top of The Gate of Heavenly Peace, still adorned with a portrait of him.

Burning incense at Lama Temple

Lama Temple forecourtNorth of the Square is the Tibetan Buddhist Lama Temple.  I was there on the day of the mid-Autumn Moon Festival so the forecourt was crowded with worshippers offering prayers and lighting incense. More gorgeous roofs, decorated halls and impressive statues.

There’s a very real danger of being roofed out in Beijing.

Away from downtown, I explored The Summer Palace – those poor Emperors needed an escape from the city’s suffocating heat – so in the western suburbs is another glorious expanse of highly decorated turquoise and green eaves supporting golden rippling roofs, set atop a hill and overlooking a lake.Summer Palace

It’s a long walk round the shore, over half a dozen steep hump-back white marble bridges but worth it for the great views back.

The Temple of the Sea of Wisdom atop the hill

The Temple of the Sea of Wisdom atop the hill

Ready to repel the Anglo-French invaders

Ready to repel the Anglo-French invaders

Good city this……………and these roamings were all in the first few days…………………..

Cloud Dispelling Hall

Cloud Dispelling Hall